I'd like to say that right now I'm happy and that these vacation were the best ever, but it's actually never the case.
Do you remember when you were a kid and you thought that life was getting better and better? When did this feeling stoped?
You should have loved pink because you were a little girl, but the only color that meant something was black. Then you look around and you feel like an task on a picture. You start looking like the others,and before it's to late you trade pink and light blue to black, red and purple.
But these color don't mean anything anymore.
Lost inside a big yellow pill, sweet and sour.
But then you "grow up" and you start looking at other colors, brown, green, white, these come along very often and never let you down, and laying down next to your golden vomit you start wondering.
Lost inside a big white pill, sweet and sour.